Stewart had a niche business. He'd been making nice money for a while now and had gathered a reasonable nest egg. He now had competition from a corporation and, rather than cuts his margin and just getting by, he was preparing to shut up his current shop and turn to another business. He already had a couple of things in mind and the capital necessary to make...
They lay there talking for some time, discussing the proposed course for Susan, including the readings required and how the intensive analysis afterwards would work. It was clear to her that it was going to be a lot of work -- she never thought that Robert intended to give her course credits in exchange for fucking her -- but, looking at the first readings, S...
She was sitting there at her desk, staring at the computer screen. She couldn’t believe that she had agreed to finally meet the man she had been chatting with for the last few weeks... she thought back to when they had first made contact. She had been browsing through a number of writer’s sites, and story sites on the web. She found one call eros-lit... she...
I am a woman and a Feminist and what I do with my body is my choice. That's what the main message of Feminism is all about. Women aren't inferior to men. We are just as good. And we've changed laws and created social movements across the globe to enforce gender equality. We've accomplished a lot but still have a way to go. I believe that women the world over...
(Fdom, oral, bi sex, with pussy, clit, nipple torment) This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Please provide feedback, if you choose. All comments appreciated. * * * * * It was late in the afternoon when the phone rang. Calista waited...
Her name was Samantha. She waited nervously outside her new commanding officer’s office. It was only her second day and already she had been summoned and she had no idea what it was about. Her new uniform, which was two sizes too small, scratched at her nipples, making them stick out. This made her even more nervous about meeting the C.O. Her outfit was com...
Right now, I'm lying on my couch, a glass of red wine in one hand and a cigarette in the other. I'm still basking in the warm afterglow of a session well done. In case you're wondering who this is, the name is Jeannette Saint-Mathieu. A five-foot-six, short and sweet, thirty-something Black woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. By day, I a...
This story is written from multiple points of view. John and Jessica are married. Jill, Marci and Pam are John's employees. This is a long story, but I prefer not to write in parts Thanks to LSEiland for her very helpful editing Jessica: I was at home on a Friday, looking forward to the weekend, when the phone rang around 3 pm. I heard the hushed voice of...
He sat on the bed, waiting for the door to open. He knew there were three other rooms, each with a man waiting, one on a bed, one in the loungeroom, and one in the study. He knew them by name, and they knew him. This was the third meeting. In the kitchen there were four women, standing next to the stove. They watched as the timer moved through its final sec...
She was on the subway staring at her hands nervously as she thought about what would take place over the next several hours. She had posted an ad about this before, but never actually went through with a meeting. In her previous relationships she always hated that moment of awkwardness where she tried to explain what her real sexual thoughts and desires were...